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NARRATOR: In the
criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

MAN 1: Hey, hey! Right here!
Right here! MAN 2: How're you doing?

MAN 1: Okay.

Great. Yeah, right there.

Hey, how are you?

Little bastard.

You'll fire his ass one day.

I can't find him
anywhere, Derek.

He'll miss his award.

I knew we'd have to drag
RC out from that studio.

And I called his cell,
but there was no answer.

Well, there's still time.

I'll take the limo.

RC, man, what are you still...

ED: You're not gonna
believe who the dead guy is.

Ronald Caldwell.
I don't believe it.

That's RC Flex. He practically
invented the wheels of steel.

Never heard of him.

He's one of the first DJ's to
come out of Brooklyn in the '80s.

The man's a legend.

He certainly dresses like one.

Patek Philippe watch,
diamond cuff links.

Yeah, he's a stylish cat.

Looks like he took
one in the chest.

There's a shell casing
over here, looks like a .45.

It's burnt plastic.

Gunpowder? Mmm-hmm.

Well, whoever came
in meant business.

There's a lock on this door

and there's a lock on the
door from the street, too.

RC must have buzzed him in.

He knew the shooter.

CSU guys found this in
the stairwell. Bottom landing.

Orange Delecta. Mmm. Thought so.

It's a ghetto silencer.

Make sure Latent
gets that. Yeah.

You know, it takes some doing

to duct tape a pop bottle
to the end of a gun barrel.

You've tried it? I've
tried everything once.

Not this.

My sons still own
all of his albums.

RC Flex and his crew
were like the hip hop Beatles.

They were the first
rappers to cross over.

The press has gotten wind of it.

Well, there's nothing like a
dead celebrity to sell newspapers.

And records. What do we know?

He was shot once with
a .45 semi-automatic.

The shooter used a silencer
made from a plastic soda bottle.

That's the hold-back.

There's no evidence
of forced entry,

so we think that Caldwell buzzed
whoever killed him into the studio.

I doubt this was a rap rivalry.

You mean like that East
Coast/West Coast stuff?

I thought that nonsense
was over years ago.

If it ever really existed
outside the media.

I'm glad you two know what
the hell you're talking about

because I sure don't.

Besides, I don't see RC going
at it like 50 Cent and Ja Rule.

RC was old school. His music
was about kicking back and partying.

Well, that party's over.

ED: Excuse me, sir. We're
here to talk to Nicole Caldwell.

Let me see some ID.

You're busting
our stones, right?

These people pay five
million an apartment,

they expect top notch security.

There you go, bro.

Nineteenth floor.
What apartment?

There's only one.

RC's come a long
way from Fort Greene.

FONTANA: We know
this is a difficult time

and we're very sorry for
your loss, Mrs. Caldwell.

Thank you.

Sir, do you mind if we
talk to Mrs. Caldwell alone?

It's okay, Derek is family.

I knew RC for over 20 years.

We put each other on the map

when I was at Fidelis Records.

You folks were at some
kind of a party last night?

RC was supposed to receive
a career achievement award.

He never showed up.

You didn't attend the ceremony
with your husband, Mrs. Caldwell?

RC had to attend a
showcase downtown first.

It's an industry event
for unsigned artists.

The man was genius at taking
raw talent to the next level.

Why did he go to the studio instead of
going straight to the awards ceremony?

He left his tux there.

Did he have a problem with anyone
who may have been at this showcase?

You think someone at
the showcase did this?

Oh, Pete would
never let that happen.

Who? Pete Andretti,
his bodyguard.

RC liked to have
protection for certain events.

There is supposed to
be a file on every client,

but I can't find RC's paperwork.

Forget about the paperwork. Do you know
if Mr. Andretti was guarding RC last night?

Did something happen to him?

He was shot in his studio.

Is he okay?

FONTANA: No,
actually he was killed.

You knew him?

Uh, no, not really.

I've only been working
here a couple weeks.

What's up, Cece?

Pete Andretti? Yeah.

Pete. RC's been killed.

I know. I just heard
it on the radio.

Better come to my office.

We didn't mean to
upset your secretary.

No problem. Cece's my wife.

Hey, that's a nice piece.

What is that? The
Beretta nine millimeter?

Beretta .45.

Huh. Now that's a good gun.

Hey, so you were
with RC last night?

Yeah. I did his security
the last two years.

Before that I was on the
job. I worked the 115 Squad.

South Jamaica. That's
a tough neighborhood.

Yeah, it was perfect
training for this gig.

Lot of rappers come out
of that hood, you know.

Best to know the
players, the beefs.

Any beefs with RC?

(SIGHS) Nothing but
love for RC in the hood.

So, how long were you at the
showcase with RC last night?

The Groove Club? From
about 7:00 to 8:00 something.

Afterward, I put him in a cab to
go to the studio and get his tux.

No threats, no
fights, no arguments?

No, no. Just another
boring day at the office.

(SIGHS)

I can't believe
someone took him out.

Last night was not what
I'd call a fighting crowd.

What would you call it?

Boring. Industry.

Agents and Managers
rent the place,

put up a bunch of wannabes,
see who pops, who's got "it."

Hey, did anybody
try anything with RC?

Not even close.

Especially with
Mooney at RC's table.

Who's Mooney?

His bodyguard.

What does Mooney look like?

A refrigerator with
a head. Black guy.

Really?

Said he went to
high school with RC.

Andretti lied about
being at that showcase,

which means Mooney was
the last person to see RC alive.

Fort Greene High School
yearbook. Class of '82.

Did Mooney show
up for his class photo?

He's in here. Leon Mooney.
Four years varsity football.

Here we are.
Starting right tackle.

Where's Mooney at now?

You're gonna love this.
I ran him through NCIC.

He's on the job in Queens.

This is great. Our best
leads are both police officers.

Well, Detective Green, how
would you like to handle this?

Do we confront Andretti
with his bogus story

or hammer Mooney with the job?

I think it's better if they don't
know we're looking at them yet.

Let's just keep digging,
starting with Andretti.

I only partnered with Andretti
a year before he retired.

He invested 17
years and he quits?

That doesn't seem right.

I heard he makes better money
with that security firm he started.

That's it? That's
the whole story?

It was a well known secret
that Pete was still on the job

when he started his company.

That's conflict of interest.

Most of the rappers he
worked for had records.

Made a lot of people
uncomfortable, me included.

Did he get caught in
the middle of something?

He was doing a security gig at
this club on Merrick Boulevard.

Two mopes bump into each other,

next thing you
know, guns are out.

Pete ended up shooting one
of them with his service revolver.

And he takes an
early retirement.

And the Department banned us
from off-duty work with his company.

Anyone who broke the rule
would get 30 days on the street.

Like Mooney.

Thanks a lot.

Officer Mooney.

Hey, Donnie, give me a
minute with these guys, all right?

I knew it was just
a matter of time.

So your old friend gets shot

and all you can think about
is saving your own ass?

If I had any information about that
night, I would've said something.

Well, now it looks like
you have something to hide.

ED: Now the big question is

why you were working
this gig in the first place?

MOONEY: What do you mean?

Andretti says that he
always bodyguards Caldwell.

Unless that was a lie, too?

Lately Pete just didn't
want anything to do with RC.

That's why he offered
me the gig that night.

Something went
down between them.

Like what?

I'm not sure.

But I was in the office picking
up a check when RC came by.

He gave Pete a brand
new iPod to give to his wife.

Cece? Yeah, her
birthday was coming up.

As soon as RC left the office,

Pete turns around and
gives the damn thing to me.

Maybe he felt he was
being shown up by Caldwell.

Somebody wants to give
my girl an expensive gift,

I say thank you for
saving me some cheddar.

But Pete,

he just did not want
her to have that thing.

Andretti didn't want us
to know that he wasn't

working security for RC anymore.

What if it's his wife he's
all bent out of shape about?

You saw her reaction when she
found out that Caldwell was dead.

Yeah, she tried to hide it,
but she was pretty upset.

Especially for someone who's
only worked there for two weeks.

Hey, you think he
made his wife work there

so he could keep an eye on her?

Well, maybe he got tired
of doing security for Caldwell

because he didn't wanna be around
the guy who was servicing his wife.

Well, we know he's got a .45.

And a motive.

Oh, man, don't
even try to play me.

I used to be on the other
side of that table, remember?

So who's the good cop?

Look, man, we ain't
running game on you.

Best game of all is no game.

Now, I know you talked to
Mooney. Am I a suspect?

Let's just say that you're
a person of interest.

So you found out
about RC and my wife.

Mmm-hmm. Your wife's young,

she's probably
a little star struck.

Big time player like
RC couldn't help himself.

And I'd almost say I wouldn't
blame you if you went after him.

All I did was stop
watching his back.

I ain't taking a beating for no
dude who's taggin' my woman.

Caldwell was shot with a .45.

And I was at home.

ED: All night?

No.

I couldn't sleep,
so I went for a drive.

(CHUCKLES)

That's not good, Pete.

Got a pack of cigarettes at
a gas station in Manhasset.

Then I went home.

Can your wife verify that?

When I got home,
she was sleeping.

Of course.

Run ballistics on
my gun if you want to.

We will.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The M.E. is looking for you.

Stay here.

I used a track probe to
trace the path of the bullet.

It entered at the center
sternum, went front to back.

So what does that tell you?

Well, judging by the angle, he
was standing, facing the shooter.

Took out his aorta.
Death was instantaneous.

Your good Samaritan
must've been in a panic.

Good Samaritan?

Our friend has got
marks along his sternum,

artifacts of resuscitation.

CPR? On this guy?

Someone tried to save his life,
someone who wasn't very good at it.

These are classic signs of
overzealous chest compression.

And this happened
between the time he was shot

and when the body
was discovered?

Oh, this trauma is peri-mortem.

Life saving measures were attempted
within seconds after he was shot.

That means somebody else
was in the studio that night.

RC Flex.

He rocked until he sold out and
made that record with that grunge band.

Hey, listen, there was
somebody else in the studio

that night besides the shooter.

And we're hoping
you can tell us who.

Well, the soda bottle was one of a
batch of 12,000 from a plant in Newark.

Well, that's fascinating.

Now if you could only tell us who
was drinking it we'd be in business.

There wasn't any usable DNA.

But absence of evidence
is not evidence of absence.

(SIGHS) Beck. Did you
find any hairs or fibers?

Yeah, hundreds. But nothing
I could identify in a database.

But there was a compact
disc in the studio console.

I burned you guys a copy.

What's on this?

Three tracks. Judging by
the frequency of the expletives

I would categorize it as
gangster rap. It's pretty good stuff.

Well, if RC was working on this,

the rapper on these tracks might
have been there in the studio.

Exactly. Thanks, Brian.

Yeah.

WINSTON: I heard
Pete Andretti's in custody.

Not anymore. He checked out.

So you're nowhere?

We're doing the best we can.

That's what they said about
Biggie and Tupac. It's been 10 years.

People in the industry want results,
but they don't want to cooperate.

And we know you're not
gonna be one of those guys,

and that's why you'll identify
who's singing on this CD for us.

Right, mate?

Let's see what we got here.

(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) Holla Holla Hollis!

Don't make no
difference how you live

With all the ways
there is to die...

That's 4-Strike.

Makes me want to go home
and listen to Dean Martin records.

4-Strike. Never heard him.

He's a kid named Stephen
Foreman from Queens.

His first album did
only 50,000 units.

I signed him because I thought
he'd really blow up with RC producing.

You don't sound too
happy about the CD.

I'm not.

This isn't the single RC and
4-Strike just finished yesterday.

It's a re-mix,

a different version than what
they recorded for the album.

What's wrong with doing both?

The re-mix isn't
authorized by the label.

It's to sell on the street,
behind the label's back.

And 4-Strike gets 100% on
whatever he sells out of his trunk.

I gave him 90
grand as an advance.

I can't believe
Stephen would do this.

What makes you think Stephen
has anything to do with that mess?

Well, he probably
doesn't, Mr. Foreman.

But we're talking to
everybody that RC worked with.

RC was the only person in the
music business our son really trusted.

When Stephen got
his advance money

he wanted to buy
a Mercedes-Benz.

I told him it was
a waste of money.

But he wasn't about to
listen to his own parents.

RC talked some sense into him.

Convinced him to get a MetroCard
and a money market account.

HAROLD: Stephen. The
police are here to see you.

The truck goes down, bro'. Work
that one. (RAP MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, got it?

Hey, Stephen.

What's up, man? Detective
Green. This is Detective Fontana.

Nice set up you got here, bro.

It's all right.

Very impressive.

What's equipment
like this cost a fellow?

I don't keep track.

Excuse me, player. You
need to leave for a minute.

I'm about to do some serious
damage on this here, man.

He'll save the game for you.
We need to talk to him. Come on.

All right. See you.

It's messed up what
happened to RC.

Figure out who did it yet?

Well, that's what
we're working on.

Where were you that
night he was shot?

I was here, chilling
with the family.

And when was the last
time you were at the studio?

I don't know.
Couple of weeks ago.

I had to lay down some
tracks for my single.

These tracks for the album or the mix
tape you were making behind RC's back?

RC was listening to it in the
studio the night he got shot.

That wasn't no mix tape.

RC knew I wanted to produce.

He was like "Cool,
I'll send you the tracks,

"just show me
what you could do."

I remixed it here and
asked him what he thought.

When did all of this happen?

A couple weeks ago, like I said.

Okay. Okay.

That boy's lying.

Winston said that they
didn't even finish that single

'till the day before
RC was killed.

That's right.

Okay, so let's just say that this
kid takes the mix tape to the studio

to get RC's approval
and RC doesn't approve.

I mean, the last thing RC wants

is for this mix tape
to end up on the street

before the album
hits the stores.

So RC threatens to
tell the record label.

And then Stephen
kills the producer

because there's all
that money at stake?

Or there was something on
that mix tape that RC didn't like?

What could it be?
The music? The lyrics?

I don't know, but I want
to hear that CD again.

I know the perfect spot.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO)

(SINGING) Told
you how it's gonna be

Can't roam around
this street for free

Yeah, how much did
this system set you back?

A friend of mine did me a favor.

Throw a bullet rock
and stop your clock

Orange Delecta on my Glock

Put your bricks into my lock

Hold up. You hear that?

Play some more.

4-Strike and Psycho, 2003,

Throw a bullet rock
and stop your clock

Orange Delecta on my Glock

He's rapping about a murder.
Him and a dude named Psycho

robbed and shot a drug dealer

using an orange
Delecta silencer.

Now what are the
chances of that?

Well, you know
what Yogi Berra says.

"It's too coincidental
to be a coincidence."

April 4th, 2003. Drug
dealer by the name of Santo

is driving down Hillside Avenue.

Stops for a light, somebody
grabs a bag out of his car,

Santo takes one in the head.

All they heard on
the street was a pop.

And that was from
a ghetto silencer?

We think so. M.E. found
plastic fragments in the wound.

Is the case closed?

No, but we're pretty
sure who did it.

This kid called Psycho and
an unidentified accomplice.

And what, you
couldn't make a case?

Witnesses caught
amnesia like the flu.

Crimestoppers got
flooded with calls

fingering guys we
could never track down.

The case turned into
a three ring circus.

That's Anthony
Harrison aka "Psycho."

He's 4-Strike's Xbox buddy.

FONTANA: The kid
from 4-Strike's garage.

Maybe you want to
save us all some time,

tell me what you're lookin' for.

Do you have any orange
beverages on the premises?

Why? Bedroom's clean.

Place is spic-and-span,
Detective.

Yeah. Sorry for
the inconvenience.

I don't understand. You
talked to him already.

Mrs. Foreman, I'm sorry.

My son didn't do anything.

Ma'am, we have a search warrant,

which means I'm gonna have to ask
you to please stay out of the way. Okay?

COP: Ed, I got something here.

Must be like a thousand CDs.

"4-Strike Street Mix."

COP: And these
boxes are full of them.

Hey, did you check
these boots already?

No, not yet.

Doesn't that look like
melted plastic in the tread?

That's gunpowder. Voucher these.

You're under arrest for the
murder of Ronald Caldwell.

What are you doing?

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the
right to an attorney.

My client isn't
interested in a plea, Jack.

Who said anything about
a plea, Mr. Silverman?

Oh, so you dragged us out here to
apologize for the misunderstanding?

There was a third party in the
room when Caldwell was shot

who tried to save his life.

And why are you
giving me this gift?

You were going to get the
autopsy report sooner or later.

Oh, you don't know this
person's name, do you?

Why don't we step out so you can
spend a few minutes alone with your client?

I think that's a good idea.

No. Stephen.

It's not gonna help anything.

Do you realize that you're facing
25-to-life for this, Mr. Foreman?

If you're afraid of someone,
we can protect you.

I ain't afraid.

I just ain't got
nothing to say to you.

"Docket number 48470.

"People of the State of New
York v. Stephen Foreman.

"Murder in the Second Degree."

Plea?

Take a guess, Judge.

Oh, I've been here for
three hours, Mr. Silverman.

I need a cup of coffee.
That's "not guilty." The People?

Mr. Foreman, also
known as 4-Strike,

executed a much-beloved figure in
the New York music community, Judge.

The People ask
you to remand him.

And my client denies
this scurrilous allegation

with every ounce of his being.

Look in the gallery, Your Honor.

Stephen's friends, his fans,
the CEO of his record label

and most importantly, his
parents. He is not going anywhere.

Bail is set for $2 million.
(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Just in case he gets wanderlust.

No need to put him on the
bus back to Rikers, Your Honor.

We have certified checks
for that amount right now.

The gossip columns
say he's already back

in the studio making
his next record.

Cashing in while
the spotlight's on.

I suppose a murder charge is the
ultimate credential in the rap world.

Yeah, it's all about
marketing your street rep.

Some of these so-called "thugs"

are from good families
in middle class suburbs.

So, was Ronald Caldwell
some kind of trophy?

It's just hard for me to
believe that Foreman

would gratuitously
kill one of his idols.

Ahh, but you just said
street rep sells records.

And if Caldwell was
about to shut down his

lucrative bootleg business,
he hit the daily double.

It just doesn't line up.

He's a really talented
kid. He has no priors.

Just means he never got caught.

I know a lot of these rap
songs are over-the-top,

but he did brag that he killed
a drug-dealer and it was true.

He's a solid citizen in school,

his parents are
hardworking people.

See if they'll talk
sense into their son.

I know my rights. We
don't have to talk to you.

I'm here because I think I
might be able to help your son.

Help him into a jail cell.

The evidence against him is
pretty strong, Mrs. Foreman.

My son has never been in
any trouble before. Never.

Did you ever
listen to his music?

That's just Stephen's
imagination.

Well, he talks about murdering
a man from this neighborhood

with his friend
Anthony Harrison.

Oh, come on. In my day, the
kids played army or cowboys.

Besides, he and Anthony would
never do something like that.

Did you know that Anthony
goes by the name of "Psycho"?

We know Anthony
has some problems.

But the boys have been
friends for a very long time.

Anthony watches
his back in the clubs.

He even helped Stephen
buy his recording equipment

before anybody
ever heard of him.

Harrison has a record selling
drugs. Gun possession, too.

If we could get some straight
answers from your son,

I think it might
make a difference.

You know, I think that's all we
have to say to you, Ms. Southerlyn.

Okay.

The parents weren't
very receptive.

But I did learn a few things.

Harrison is part of 4-Strike's
unofficial entourage.

He bought Foreman's
home studio equipment.

Probably with drug proceeds.

Your point?

These are two friends
headed in opposite directions.

The one without talent
hanging on for the ride.

I don't doubt Psycho
Harrison was a bad influence.

But I'm not sure that's
covered in the penal law.

Look what I downloaded
from the Internet.

JACK: "Hiphopnations.com."

This is a chat room which
posts messages from hip hop fans

about Caldwell's murder.

"Peep this. Dude named
Psycho be reppin' about

"spraying RC Flex. Wettin'
him down with orange Delecta."

The soda bottle
wasn't released, was it?

It was part of the
police holdback.

Any way to tell who posted this?

The user name is Nu-G.

The site was sponsored
by Detention Records.

I was just on my way
to drop a subpoena

to Derek Winston for
the person's real name.

Keep me posted.

Yeah.

The website's a way for Detention's
artists to connect with our fan base.

Record release
dates, concert news

and anything else that's
happening in the hip hop world.

One of your site's users
apparently has some information

on Ronald Caldwell's murder.

It implicates 4-Strike?

Actually, it might help him.

You'll provide us with the e-mail
address of a user named Nu-G?

Sure.

There was some
chatter on the Internet

that another person
was the shooter.

Which could just as well be something
the defendant put there himself.

Still, it'd be wise
to locate the source.

At least to make sure he or she doesn't
turn up on the defense's witness list.

We've got that in the works.

The president of the record
company that sponsors the site

seems to be cooperative.

From Detention Records. A
motion to quash our subpoena.

So much for cooperative.

The individual who
posted this message

on Detention Record's
website, user name Nu-G,

claims to have heard an unapprehended
suspect confess to the murder.

And what makes you think this
message has any credibility, Mr. McCoy?

It contains information
about the murder

that wasn't released
to the public.

Why should I quash the
subpoena, Mr. Nelson?

The users of the website have an
expectation of privacy in the chatroom.

There's no privacy agreement
between the website and the user

that even suggests that these
posters will stay anonymous.

Because it's understood. That's why
the users don't use their real names

and only submit
an e-mail address.

What they understood
and what the law says

are two different
things, Mr. Nelson.

I'm ordering you not only to
turn over the e-mail address,

but to contact the user's ISP

and provide the People
with a name and address.

I was prepared for
that ruling, Your Honor.

For the record, Nu-G

is Anatoly Vozniak
of Zhitomir, Ukraine.

Good luck, Mr. McCoy.

Mr. Foreman?

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

Ain't I supposed to have
a lawyer or something?

Look, you don't have
to talk. Just listen.

I already listened.

Stephen, it doesn't
make any sense, okay?

I've talked to your
parents and your school.

I've seen Psycho
Harrison's records.

I think I know what's going on.

You don't know a
thing about me, lady.

I know that RC Caldwell was
supposed to be a straight shooter.

That he was trying to steer
you in the right direction.

Whatever, man.

And that you tried to save
his life after Harrison shot him.

This was a war for
your soul, wasn't it?

Are you trying to
protect Harrison

out of some code you
have on the streets?

I ain't trying to protect
nobody but myself.

Why? Because you think
you might end up like RC?

Look, Stephen, you're a decent
kid, you've got a lot of talent.

Don't make us prosecute you.

I gotta go.

I don't suppose you've been
able to locate Mr. Vozniak.

He hasn't returned my e-mail.
I don't know if this speaks

to the ubiquity of hip-hop or the
fluidity of information in cyberspace.

I still think that
there's something to it.

It's time we stopped chasing shadows
and got on with the prosecution.

We're just going
to ignore evidence

that somebody else
committed this crime?

It's not evidence. It's a rumor.

We know that somebody
tried to save Caldwell's life.

And if it was Foreman, he's
had every opportunity to say so

before and after
we told him about it.

The principal of his high school, his
pastor, everybody that I've spoken to

doesn't think that he
could've have killed this man.

JACK: Did you play
Foreman's recounting

of the Queens murder to
these character witnesses?

Foreman holds the
key to his own fate.

If he's not helping himself, then
in all probability, he's complicit.

Or he was just protecting
his friend, Anthony Harrison.

If that's true,
our best strategy

is to forge ahead
and call his bluff.

Are there any hard
facts that support a theory

that this Harrison
fellow was involved?

No.

Do we have a case
against Foreman or not?

Absolutely.

Then try it.

And where was this CD
found, Detective Fontana?

It was found in a console at
the studios of Ronald Caldwell.

It was recovered by the
Crime Scene Unit personnel

on the night that
he was murdered.

And did you subsequently
have the opportunity

to listen to the second
track of this CD?

Yes, I did.

Could you tell the
jury what you heard?

I heard Stephen
Foreman, 4-Strike,

talking about a man that he robbed
and murdered, a man named Santo,

using a orange Delecta
soda pop bottle as a silencer.

Like the one found
at the crime scene?

Same brand, same flavor.

And what did you do after
you'd listened to this CD?

My partner and I confirmed that there
was a man named Santo Villanueva

who was murdered in the confines
of the 111 Precinct last year.

Thank you.

SILVERMAN: Are you a connoisseur
of hip hop music, Detective?

FONTANA: Certainly not.

SILVERMAN: So you're
not aware of the fact

that many of the
lyrics in a rap song

are not meant to
be taken literally?

These were pretty
specific lyrics.

Oh. So when Frank Sinatra sang

Fly Me to Moon, he was
talking about space travel?

That's a ridiculous question.

Move to strike, Judge.

Granted.

Then what is the difference
between the two, Detective?

Well, for one thing, Ol' Blue Eyes
wasn't bragging about killing anybody.

Well, yeah. I
remember that night.

I was watching the
Music Awards on TV.

SILVERMAN: And where
was your son at the time?

In the living room, sitting
right next to me on the sofa,

watching the show.

Are you aware there was evidence

from the crime scene
on your son's shoe?

Stephen could have
picked that up off the street.

You subscribe to Metropolitan
Cable, don't you, Mr. Foreman?

Yeah, that's right.

Which televisions in your home
are connected to that service?

Well, both of them.
One in the living room

and the one in Stephen's room.

If I showed you an affidavit
from Metropolitan Cable

indicating that there
was a service interruption

in your neighborhood that night,
would that change your testimony?

Oh, yes, you know, I do have a
small portable that I keep in the closet.

Now I remember.

Stephen and I were watching
the show on that one in the kitchen.

JACK: Nothing further.

Your Honor, I would like
to add a witness to my list.

Your Honor!

Chambers, Mr. Silverman.

Change of plans because your alibi
witness got toasted, Mr. Silverman?

I didn't know about this witness

until he approached
me in court just now.

Any objections, Mr. McCoy?

I can't answer without
an offer of proof.

The witness' name
is Anthony Harrison.

He'll testify that although
Stephen Foreman was present

when Caldwell was shot,

he himself was the shooter.

I'm speechless, Judge.

First time for
everything, hey Jack?

This man is gonna take the stand

and confess under
oath to a murder?

I can assure you I'm
surprised as you are.

JACK: "Surprised"
is not the word.

I hope the Court
sees this for what it is,

an attempt to
sabotage the trial.

His testimony is admissible
as a matter of due process.

I'm shocked and awed
myself, Mr. McCoy,

but if I don't allow this,

in my opinion, it's a
slam-dunk reversal.

The People request a
continuance to investigate.

Seventy-two hours.

And while you're doing
that, I'll appoint a lawyer

for Mr. Harrison to make
sure he's not out of his mind.

Nobody does this out of
the goodness of their heart.

I'm going to pay a visit
to Foreman's bankroll.

We checked with your
client's bank, Mr. Silverman.

As soon as his advance
check from his label cleared,

he withdrew $500,000, cash.
We want to see the money.

Oh, come on, Jack. He doesn't
have to answer to anybody

except Uncle Sam about that.

Then I'll just assume it's in
Anthony Harrison's mattress.

And Mr. Foreman can add
tampering with a witness

and obstruction of
justice to his list of woes.

What Anthony's
sayin' is the truth.

You just had to pay for it?

What am I gonna do?
Say "pretty please?"

Besides, Anthony said we
could both beat the case this way.

Why am I hearing this for
the first time, Mr. Foreman?

Anthony's nickname is Psycho.

Get it?

And what reason did he
have to kill Ronald Caldwell?

I tell you the whole story,
what's gonna happen?

Your choice. We can hear
Harrison's version on the stand.

Or yours.

What should I do?

If it's true, Stephen,

better start talking.

All right.

Psycho wanted me to lend him my
first advance to move a kilo of dope.

Tellin' me how we could turn 90 into
300-somethin' in a couple of weeks’ time.

I was gonna do it, you know,
'cause he helped me out.

But then RC talked me down,

told me to stay
clear of all that.

So killing RC was Harrison's
way to guarantee he'd get the loan?

That's right.

I couldn't believe he shot RC.

I tried to do CPR on
him, but it didn't work.

Who buzzed Harrison
into the studio?

I did. But I didn't know
he was gonna shoot him.

And what about the murder
in Queens, Mr. Foreman?

I had nothing to do with that.

Psycho did that with
some other dude.

I just put it in my song
to juice up my rep.

JACK: I guess it worked.

Guilty or not, it landed you

smack in the middle
of a murder charge.

So, Mr. Harrison got
paid for appearing in court.

Presumably to tell the truth.

If you believe
what Foreman says.

You don't? How can I?

These two are playing the criminal
justice system like it's a video game.

Sounds like they're winning.

If we charge Harrison
after he testifies,

he'll take the stand at his own
trial and claim he lied for Foreman.

And he's got the
money to prove it.

And if we move to
dismiss, jeopardy's attached.

Pretty clever for a
couple of teenagers.

Both of them may
get away with murder.

But that assumes
Foreman's guilty.

What, we take his word for it?

Well, obviously he was caught
somewhere between fear and loyalty.

Well, he sure waited
until the 11th hour

to point the
finger at his friend.

Sooner or later, we're going
to have to face the likelihood

that he's innocent.

What would you have
us do differently, Serena?

Why?

Every time I express
an opinion around here

the last few months,
I get shot down.

(SIGHS)

JUDGE: We've got a huge
problem here, gentlemen.

If Mr. Harrison testifies, it
impugns the integrity of the trial.

And if he doesn't, you'll
deprive my client of his defense.

A bought-and-paid-for
confession is tainted,

whether it's true or false.

Seems to me there
are two choices.

And they're both
yours, Mr. McCoy.

If you're so concerned
about the integrity of the trial,

I'll grant your
motion for dismissal.

Which means Mr. Foreman would
walk away without a jury judging his guilt.

That's right. Or,
Mr. Harrison can testify.

Door number two.

Well, I knew Stephen was
gonna be in the studio that night,

so I went through there.

SILVERMAN: What happened then?

Stephen buzzed me in.

I went up the steps,

that's where I started to
tape the bottle onto my pistol.

From that point,
I came in blazin'.

SILVERMAN: At Ronald Caldwell?

Yup.

Did Stephen have anything at
all to do with this, Mr. Harrison?

No.

He had nothin' to do
with it. Nothin' at all.

SILVERMAN: And after
you shot Mr. Caldwell?

HARRISON: Made moves, took off.

Wiped my bottle down,
threw it down the steps.

I don't wanna be carryin'
nothin' like that on the street.

Nothing further.

You realize you're admitting
to a murder, Mr. Harrison?

I do.

And that you can get
up to 25-to-life for that?

A lawyer already told me that.

Then why do this, Mr. Harrison?

Well, 'cause for one thing,

I don't need to see my man go
down for somethin' I done did.

And the other thing is that
Mr. Foreman paid you to be here today?

I wouldn't know
nothin' about that.

Do you deny that
Mr. Foreman gave you $500,000

of his advance from
Detention Records?

I'm here 'cause it's
the right thing to do.

Was it also the
right thing to do

when you sold crack to an
undercover officer on August 1st, 2002?

Or when you possessed a TEC-9
semi-automatic on March 17th, 2001?

I ain't sayin' I'm an angel.

Or how about when you murdered
Santo Villanueva in Queens last year

using the same type
of soda-bottle silencer

as you did to kill
Ronald Caldwell?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about.

Of course you
don't, Mr. Harrison.

The defense rests.

Ah, if it ain't my old
pal, Psycho-case.

What's goin' on, fellas?

You're under arrest for murder.

Yeah, so I do a few
months waitin' for trial.

Man, that ain't gonna stick.

Hey. You're being
arrested for the murder

of Santo Villanueva in Queens.

Who was that?

Forgot all about
that one, didn't you?

And the icing on the
cake, it's murder one.

I'll give you three guesses as to
who the star witness is going to be.

JUDGE: I have a note from the
jury that you've reached a verdict.

JURY FOREWOMAN:
We have, Your Honor.

How do you find?

We find Stephen Foreman

not guilty of murder
in the second degree.

That's what I'm
talking about, man.

JUDGE: I'd like to thank the
members of the jury for their service.

The defendant is discharged.

Just a moment, Your Honor.

I ask that Mr. Foreman be placed
under arrest by the court officers.

For what?

Tampering with a witness.

And Queens County has
requested that he be detained

as a material witness in the
murder of Santo Villanueva.

Jack's already left.

Yeah, I know. I'm
glad you called.

You know, I thought that we
could use the tampering charge

as leverage to get Foreman
to tell the Queens grand jury

what he knows about
the Villanueva murder.

Well, he'll be out
soon, making records.

And the Caldwell murder will go
into the books without a conviction.

Well, it's not a
perfect resolution.

But, you know, Anthony Harrison

is looking at a life
sentence in Queens.

And as for Foreman,

you've known my
position all along.

Yeah, well, actually
that's why I called.

You know, Serena,
if you were right,

you were right for
the wrong reasons.

Meaning?

Emotion, not facts.

What was it you said?
Everyone that you talked to

said that he couldn't
have killed that man?

My emotional
responses make me...

An advocate.

You're a superb attorney

and you ought to be involved
with cases that feed your passion.

Well, that would be wonderful.

But Serena, you must know

that will not
happen in this office.

It can't.

Now, a prosecutor can be
zealous, but not passionate.

Advocacy is warm-blooded.

Enforcement's gotta
be cold-blooded.

And blind and even handed.

Does Jack feel as strongly
about this as you do?

No,

but it's my office and my
decision and he accepts that.

A decision. You've
already made a decision?

Yes.

I have.

You're fired.

(SIGHS) Is this
because I'm a lesbian?

No. Of course not.

No.

Good.

Good.